I wear my heart upon my sleeve
And hope that she has the decency to leave me
Please believe me
Dial 911 and keep it clean
And drown my wounds in gasoline, it's easy
And so misleading
One more mistake that makes your life so fucking great
You're all alone and I'm not taking any chances
Last cigarette, I wish to god we never met
There's no hope for you
I drink gasoline for you
Tick for tick and shot for shot
We were floored by the time we got to Fordham
I was dying of boredom
You fill my head with UV rays
And old abandoned love cliches of interest
But you wouldn't admit this
credits
from Waist Deep,
released September 1, 2012
Written by Ethan Tollin
Mixed by Jason Zivic at Z Music North
Mastered by Tony Gillis at The Cutting Room
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